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Making the dollies smooch!
Jun. 25th, 2004 03:20 pmI (heart) my Jaclyn!
I'm over at my friend Jacquie's--and we've known each other forever (since high school) and are beyond embarassment. *g* We made a trip to that venerable Canadian insitution, aka Tim Horton's, on a mission for iced cappucinos! Mmm... And Jacquie, strange person that she is, asked if they could make her one black. Which she's going to try next time. (We came to the conclusion that it would be REALLY good if you then added kaluha.)
So, she's been playing with those goofy-looking Bratz dolls. The ones with the big heads that look vaguely like Americanized anime characters. But Jacquie's been doing things like pulling out the hair and giving them new hair (afro!) and giving them piercings and stuff. One of them has a Matrix jacket and everything.
But the real reason I felt the need to proclaim that I (heart) my Jaclyn is, she's showing me the dolls, and points to one, and says "She's over here, acting straight. That's why she hangs out with the biker guy. But this one over here is really her girlfriend." And she sits her in the other girl-doll's lap, and hee, smoochies!
We then decided that the biker doll is also gay and he's going to have pierced nipples which will be chained to his boyfriend's leash. *snerk* (And the leash is all Jacquie's fault!) So now she needs to find another boy-doll to alter for his bf. And he's possibly going to be a transvestite.
I could blame the sugar and caffiene, but honestly, we're usually like this when you put us together.
I'm over at my friend Jacquie's--and we've known each other forever (since high school) and are beyond embarassment. *g* We made a trip to that venerable Canadian insitution, aka Tim Horton's, on a mission for iced cappucinos! Mmm... And Jacquie, strange person that she is, asked if they could make her one black. Which she's going to try next time. (We came to the conclusion that it would be REALLY good if you then added kaluha.)
So, she's been playing with those goofy-looking Bratz dolls. The ones with the big heads that look vaguely like Americanized anime characters. But Jacquie's been doing things like pulling out the hair and giving them new hair (afro!) and giving them piercings and stuff. One of them has a Matrix jacket and everything.
But the real reason I felt the need to proclaim that I (heart) my Jaclyn is, she's showing me the dolls, and points to one, and says "She's over here, acting straight. That's why she hangs out with the biker guy. But this one over here is really her girlfriend." And she sits her in the other girl-doll's lap, and hee, smoochies!
We then decided that the biker doll is also gay and he's going to have pierced nipples which will be chained to his boyfriend's leash. *snerk* (And the leash is all Jacquie's fault!) So now she needs to find another boy-doll to alter for his bf. And he's possibly going to be a transvestite.
I could blame the sugar and caffiene, but honestly, we're usually like this when you put us together.
